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By Sandy Denny. You. F. O. Music, Inc. (C) 1972). . The young man rose his pretty face,. All for to feel the salty spray. When storms are mustering they say. I'll come and take you all away
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Lyrics (sandy denny version) Catch a boat to england baby. Maybe to spain. Whereever I have gone. Whereever I've been and gone. Whereever I have gone. The blues are all the same Send out for
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As I walked under london bridge. One misty morning early,. I overheard a fair, pretty maid,. Lamenting for her geordie. ''my geordie will be hanged with a golden chain,. 'tis not the chain of man
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One evening fair I took the air. Down by blackwaterside. 'twas gazing all around me. When the irish lad I spied All through the first part of that night. We did lie in sport and play,. When this
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The summertime's escaping and the carnival's away. And the sunshine is awaiting for another sunny day. Breakers whisper to the shells upon the shore And hear the seagulls they cry for more. And hea
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Stranded at the drivin', branded a fool. What will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery?. We made a start, now we're apart. There's nothing left for me Love has flown, all
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Stranded at the drivin', branded a fool. What will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery?. We made a start, now we're apart. There's nothing left for me Love has flown, all
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Good morning, good afternoon,. And what have you got to say?. Well I'm waiting, but I can't stay long,. It's such a lovely day. There's a time to be talking. And a time when it's no use. Right n
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Everybody else has gone. But you're still here with me. All the world is sleeping by and by. Through the windowpane The frosted light is streaming in. Full moon sailing high across the sky. Tonig
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Why do you whisper, green grass?. Why tell the trees what ain't so?. Whispering grass. The trees don't have to know Why tell them all your secrets?. Who kissed there long ago?. Whispering grass.
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They said that it was snowing. In astounded tones upon the news. I wonder why they're always so surprised. 'Cos every year it snows Frozen images of snowploughs. As they churn along the motorways.
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I was born in east virginia,. North carolina I did go. There I met the fairest maiden. But her name I do not know. Her hair it was a brightsome color. And her cheeks were rosy red. On her breast
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You must philosophise,. But why must you bore me to tears?. You're red around the eyes,. You tell me things no one else hears. You spend all your time crying,. Crying the hours into years,. Cryi
